"Girl, are you still going to the school grounds today?"

Holding the silver rat cloak in his hands, Achi looked at "his girl" carefully.

"Since we have brought all the women in the village to the school grounds to practice together, if they can practice it, why can't I?"

While talking, Zhao Surui looked at the man's clothes he was wearing, feeling very unhappy in his heart.

He himself was so tall, and he looked tall and majestic even in his robes. Shen Sanfei, who was so small in stature, looked like a child wearing an adult's clothes when he was wearing clothes made to match his stature.

Ah Chi was muttering at the side, unable to speak.

Ever since the girl had a fit that day, she had lost some intimacy with these maids. She was doing better, and the girl let her get close to her anyway. Tunan was really neglected, and the girl would rather ask her to come to the main courtyard if she had something to do. Liu Tianxing, who was eating and drinking, was not willing to call Tunan again.

This made Achi even more uneasy and uncomfortable. In the final analysis, if she could have stopped Shen Yan from the beginning, such a series of disasters would have been avoided.

"Tell the kitchen that I'm tired of eating chicken, mutton, and pork, and ask them to bring something fresh."

"Yes, girl."

After putting on her cloak, Zhao Surui went straight out, leaving Achi in the yard. After staying for a moment, she stamped her feet angrily and headed to the kitchen with her skirt in hand.

"Tu Nan, you should try to find a way to admit your mistake to the girl. How can a maid be so stubborn with her master?"

In the kitchen, Tunan took off his clean coat as usual and only wore an apron outside his coat. What he prepared for today was pork, more than 300 kilograms per day. There was a pile of good meat. Tunan held a sharp knife in her hand. With her hand, she completely shaved off the meat from the bones. Then she cut it into half a catty-sized strips and threw them into a pot with cold water. Here, her movements were very neat, and a piece of meat was removed from the two blades, and a pig leg quickly entered the pot.

Ah Chi watched from the side, feeling depressed for a while.

Ah Chi heard clearly the dispute between the girl and Tunan that day. From her own heart, Ah Chi also felt that Shao Zhiqing was not worthy of death, but if Tunan fell out with the girl because of Shao Zhiqing, an outsider, she would also feel that The gain outweighs the loss.

"Tu Nan, in the final analysis, we are the only girls. You have grown up with the girl, so you must be soft to the girl..."

"Ah Chi." Tunan scooped water from the bucket and poured it into the pot. Tunan squatted down and added some hay and a few large pieces of firewood to the fire pit.

After doing this, she picked up a towel and wiped her hands, then turned to look at Achi.

"What kind of person are our girls?"

Her words stunned Achi.

Tunan lowered his head and looked at the traces of bone residue and minced meat on his body with a dull expression:

"Do you still remember that there used to be a mother named Li in the back kitchen of the Xie family. Not only did she beat and scold the little maid on weekdays, but she also bullied us. One night, she offended Uncle Xie by eating wine secretly in the yard, and he was My uncle was kicked into the pond and drowned for half an hour. He died within two days of being taken back by his family."

Of course Ah Chi remembers that Mrs. Li was very bad. Because she was from the Xie family, she not only deprived the little girl of food, but also dared to adulterate their girl's things. She even beat and scolded the girl after drinking too much. The worst thing was that Uncle Xie's several old concubines had long since fallen out of favor because of their old age and beauty. Mrs. Sun was a sweet-faced but bitter-hearted woman, so she allowed four or five of them to live together in a side courtyard, euphemistically calling it "companionship." "I don't know how many beatings and scoldings I received from Mrs. Li for stuttering. After Mrs. Li died, the faces of those old aunts had a bright look for two days.

"What does this have to do with you now?"

Tunan tilted his head, still speaking in a gentle tone:

"I remember when Granny Li died, many little maids said that Uncle Xie was wise and kicked a damned one to death."

She glanced at Achi:

"Later, less than half a month later, Hongfu also died."

In an instant, Ah Chi twisted the corner of his clothes.

Hongfu and Qingying Xiahe used to serve in the room of Mrs. Sun of Ning'an. Compared with the quiet Qingying and the fierce Xiahe, Hongfu has long sleeves, is good at dancing, and behaves well no matter who she treats.

She is easy to talk to and has a personal relationship with her.

Taking a small step back, Ah Chi took a long breath. The inside and outside of the kitchen were always cleaned by Tunan's men, but they still couldn't hide the smell of flesh and blood and various spices. The messy smell condensed on her

Her heart was wrapped up in her internal organs.

The day before Hongfu's death, they had just drank together, and they drank the peach blossom wine that the girl specially asked her to bring, because Hongfu was getting married, and Hongfu's own mother was Mrs. Sun's maid, although

Her mother had gone away long ago, and Mrs. Sun had taken good care of her. She arranged for Mrs. Sun to marry the young steward of the village to arrange the marriage for her.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, Hongfu's face turned red and she whispered in a thin voice: "I've met that man before. He delivered the account books for his father. My wife asked me to go out and pick him up."

A group of maids laughed together and quickly joked: "How does he look like? He saw that our sister Hongfu couldn't move her legs, right?"

In the small penthouse, everyone was laughing, making noise, and rolling into a ball due to the smell of alcohol.

When no one was paying attention, Achi gave Hongfu a piece of handkerchief as a congratulatory gift.

There are four words embroidered on the veil: "A match made in heaven."

Hongfu looked at the handkerchief and slowly smiled on her face. Peach blossom wine and daughter's shame are the best rouge in the world, setting off a girl who looks like a peach blossom.

But one day, the peach blossoms were soaked by the cold water into a lifeless gray-white color.

The stewards did not allow anyone to come near, and several maids held Achi's arms to prevent her from looking any further, but Achi still saw that the hem of Hongfu's skirt had been torn.

Uncle Xie had two red marks on his neck, which disappeared after a few days.

The lotus pond of Xie's family has become a place where the little maids dare not pass by at night.

The girl who looked like a peach blossom eventually became the ruins of Ning'an's house.

Standing at the door of the kitchen, Ah Chi lowered his head and said, "Why do you need to bring this up to hurt my heart?"

Tunan sighed softly: "Ah Chi, what is the difference between the death of Mrs. Li and the death of Hong Fu? But they were both innocent deaths. People applauded when Mrs. Li died, but what about the death of Hong Fu? Shao Zhiqing offended the girl's authority.

Momentum, after all, the crime does not deserve death. The girl wanted to kill Shao Zhiqing just to establish prestige. If I can kill Shao Zhiqing because of my friendship with the girl, what will happen to me if the girl kills others to establish prestige? Do you think Shao Zhiqing is just an outsider?

, but what if the person the girl wants me to kill is Peifeng, Chuiyun, or you? Ah Chi, the prestige gained in exchange for human life can make Mrs. Li die in the pond, and Hongfu can also die in the pond.

, and you and I can’t always be glad that it’s not you and me who die.”

Achi looked up at the ordinary-looking woman in front of her who was a maid like herself. After a while, she said:

"That's a girl! She..."

"If I kill Shao Zhiqing, then I will really kill the girl in our hearts."

Feeling frightened and frightened, something seemed to flash across Achi's mind. She looked at Tunan blankly, but found that she had never understood her clearly.

"Tunan..."

Tunan slowed down his tone:

"Take good care of the girl. Some of the things she said the day before yesterday were right. This village belongs to our girl. We must let people understand in their hearts that they can no longer be confused like you and Shao Zhiqing. Don't talk about the Shen family. What is there in this world?

He is worthy of our girl's reliance. We are not in this village now. If you still don't understand, go to the donkey pen and see that Xie Fengan. Legally speaking, he should be our girl's reliance, but what is he?

Instead of thinking about the young master of the Shen family, you should think about how you can become a girl to rely on."

"Miss Tunan, the pot is boiling!"

Tunan took the handkerchief covering her hair, turned around, opened the lid of the pot, and scooped out the floating foam in the broth with a large spoon.

Seeing how busy she was, Ah Chi took a step back, then another step, and then exited the kitchen. When the cold wind blew, she realized that her face was already wet.

Although it took more than a month to move the stone bricks, Shen Sanwai's body was comparable to that of a rough little maid. The wooden stick used as a spear was stuck on the ground, and Zhao Surui couldn't breathe for a while.

If he miscalculated, he shouldn't have said not to eat chicken, mutton, and pork. Now he can eat three roast chickens by himself!

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! I don't think I can even eat half a catty of pork! I'm still at a loss after practicing like this!"

Zhao Surui turned around and saw Liu Tianxing sitting on the ground refusing to move, shouting that she was hungry.

"Nothing to show for it."

Emperor Zhaode, a wise and mighty man, had his head spinning, and he still said he disliked others. He knew that he could not show his timidity in front of these people, so he walked a few steps and was supported by Peifeng.

"Girl, have I practiced too long today?"

"No!" Emperor Zhaode would never admit defeat, "Very good, Peifeng, you have the talent to run an army."

After saying that, he used Peifeng's cover to support his waist.

"What do those stupid kids over there do?"

Zhao Surui raised his chin and looked at a few children in ragged clothes not far away, and asked casually.

"Girl, that's a girl from a tenant farmer's family. She's less than fourteen years old. Normally, she shouldn't be able to come to practice, and she can't share the meat. But when Tunan cooks meat, there will be some meat and bone broth, and she will share it.

Give them some."

Sure enough, Tunan led someone to bring the meat out, and the people who had practiced were queuing up to receive the meat. The little girls also dug out pottery pots, bowls and the like from the hay pile, and placed them among the crowd from a distance.

behind.

Zhao Surui watched with cold eyes. Most of the men among the tenant farmers took a few big bites of the cooked meat before taking the bowl back with a smile on their face. Some younger ones simply sat on the floor and ate the meat directly with the noodles.

A small number of men will carefully carry the meat back.

The two brothers Tongwutongjiu are two of them.

Since he started training not only the maids and women in the village, there were also more than a dozen women from tenant households in the crowd. They were either timid or scrambling to be the first to do everything. After taking the meat, some of them took a few bites first.

, and more often than not they take meat and cakes home together.

As for the little girls waiting to get the soup, when it was their turn, the woman who helped Tunan divide the meat filled their clay pots with soup with a wooden spoon, and then put some pig bones under the wooden basin.

Gave it to them.

Tunan's craftsmanship is naturally good. Even the meat stewed in a big pot can make the whole campus overflow with the aroma of meat.

The little girls, whose hands and feet were purple from the cold, ran back all the way holding clay pots. No one ate meat and drank soup like the teenagers who were only a little older than them.

Wrapped in a silver rat cloak, Zhao Surui was a little puzzled:
To be continued...